A beautiful Satsang weekend is over, and a summer of countless blessed moments. Many friends have departed, and the place is empty and quiet, yet so full, soaked in the energy of our Master. A few yellow leaves are falling … READ MORE
The leaves of the aspen tree shivering in the summer wind, colors given by the sun, a million shades of green. The pale greens, lime, mint and sage the bright emerald and blinking jade the warm olive and the dark … READ MORE
Sitting opposite a friend, They ask “Who are you?” In their eyes I am reflected. In this open, trusting gaze, I can lose “myself”. The question goes beyond gender, Beyond nationality, Beyond the usual definitions provided by society, work, relationship. The … READ MORE
How long since I stopped, just to feel the wind against my cheek, bare feet in the meadow, the flowers caressing my legs? Had I forgotten the smell of fresh rain in the pine trees, the taste … READ MORE
In the days before the Summer Retreat, we gather in Dharma Mountain to make everything beautiful and to prepare the place, and ourselves, to receive the Master. Coming together – to serve our own hearts and the beauty we are … READ MORE
Sitting at your feet is the most amazing journey. I close my eyes. A warm desert wind that smells of cinnamon and coloured silk caresses our faces. And voices of ancient mystics are whispering beautiful poems. Thousands of trembling flames … READ MORE
To be with a mystic is to live the mystery of life fully, consciously. Normally, we take this miracle of human existence for granted. We call ourselves human beings but the “being” is easily overlooked. In a world of constant … READ MORE
